...hit the gym.
It's the most productive sort of hitting. And it generally doesn't result in broken knuckles or holes in walls; unless you're throwing your weights around in which case you shouldn't be in the gym at all. I always feel better after a good weight session and wearing cute workout clothes.
Since today was kind of a rough day, I decided to do back and biceps, which is my favorite workout. I think it's because I can go pretty heavy with my weights on my back and afterwards I feel stronger and I stand straighter. It was also an awesome night to be at the gym because people apparently do not workout on chilly December nights.
Anyways, I was working out and doing my thing and a guy in pretty decent shape asked to work in between my sets on the seated cable rows. He wasn't dripping with sweat and was polite about it so I said no problem. It was the best non-verbal compliment when he went to adjust the weights and then realized it was already as heavy as he wanted.
That's right, my weight gloves have pink rhinestone hearts (courtesy of F4L bootcamp) and I lift heavy. Girls with guns rock.
I feel much better now. And there was no hitting involved.
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